Blood Titan System

'Fill my body with energy.' just as Erian had thought of this, a thousand points of energy instantly dissipated from his system's energy reserve.

Erian's body suddenly trembled, and streams of condensed nuclear energy saturated his body. A mass of white mist escaped from the crown of his head like steam.

His breathing rhythm which was changing suddenly slowed down. And as though a massive gap had been released from his body, Erian's body was like a black hole. Most of the nuclear energy was sucked into his body like a sponge.

Every cell, skin, tissues muscles. Everything in his body was being rejuvenated and strengthened by the vast nuclear energy.

An hour passed and Erian could feel most of his internal injuries had healed to some extent. His broken ribs also seem to have been fixed by just cultivating the meditation part of the Eternal Physique Optimization Art.

Checking the time, he saw that it was almost morning at this point and just a few hours to the Evaluation period within the school. Even though he hadn't slept throughout the night, the meditation strangely kept his mind active.

Within the next three hours, Erian practised the Eternal Physique Optimization Art. At first, it took him about three hours to perform a full set. But he completed it in 2 hours and a half this time. It seems the more he practised it, the more his body would get used to the technique which was a good thing. If he could practice more than a set in three hours, his rate of improvement would definitely soar.

As he practised, the Eternal Physique Optimization Art kept drawing out little streams of nuclear energy from the surroundings into his body, using it to temper his bones tissues and cells.

After the last movement, Erian felt that he could advance to level four. He sensed an obstacle that he could jump over easily.

But Erian didn't. According to what Leah had told him before, one could go even deeper into every level. Some talented people could defeat enemies above their level exactly because of their solid foundation. Since he only had Level-two star talent, if his foundation was not good enough, his future development would definitely be affected.

Erian ran out of breath and he flopped to the ground. A new kind of redness was on his face, looking very refreshed. He then looked at his system.

[Name: Erian Falstone]

[Level: Three]

[Nuclear Energy: 2896/(211)]

[Strength: 7.1]

[Agility: 7. 2]

[Vitality: 7.1]

[Nuclear Pulse Talent: Two star(Low-grade)<Upgradable>(10000)]

[Name: Eternal Physique Optimization Art(Legendary Tier, low-grade)]

92?

Erian grinned widely. His body's capacity had increased again and his attributes had increased by 0.1 each. But as this increase didn't happen until he practised the Eternal Physique Optimization Art for the third time, Erian could be certain that the increase of attribute in each practice wasn't as large as 0.1 but probably 0.35 points according to his calculations.

Feeling the sun starting to rise. Erian got up from his posture. "I need to prepare for the evaluation ."

Feeling that he was filled with power. He was certain that he could probably beat Blake to the ground right now.

With that, he headed home.

* * *

"Are we going to stay here overnight today again? The mosquitoes here could rival my cat at home!" One of the lackeys in front of Erian's shed complained.

"It's this brat's fault. If it went for the fact that brother Blake promised me 500 bronx, I wouldn't be here." The second lackey yawned, getting up to stretch his legs.

"Is the brat not here yet?" Blake's voice momentarily startled the two lackeys. They immediately got up and responded.

"We haven't seen him yet." The first lackey quickly answered

,m "He probably ran away right?" The second lackey concluded after not seeing Erian throughout the day.

Pa!

Blake furiously smacked him by the head. "How would he know to run away when he has no idea that we are here?"

Feeling wronged, the lack backed away and chose to give up.

Calming down Blake commanded. "Remain here for today. If you see any trace of the brat report to Brother Fu Tian. And do it without spooking him!."

The two lackeys nodded their heads like chickens.

"Brat, don't let me find you otherwise I will surely slaughter you." Turning around, he started to leave.

"Who do you want to slaughter?"

Erian appeared, facing indifferently towards Blake. His clothes were all tattered, but his face glowed brightly. He had a feeling that he was no longer as useless as before.

Blake, taken aback, turned around and looked at Erian slightly fearfully. "W-Where have you been hiding?"

Blake quickly calmed his emotions. Then, he demanded nervously with a steel rod in his hands "Boy, you'd better run immediately, or you won't be able to when my brothers Level-eight expert arrives."

Erian asked with furrowed brows, "You guys have a level eight expert?" He had thought only Blake and Fu Tian were the only experts in their gang, but it appears he was wrong

Blake rolled his eyes. You think we are some average gang? What gang would rule over this place with just a two experts?

With the metal rod in hand, Blake was confident. Taking a deep breath, he blinked his eyes and said, "It's unwise to fight me…"

Before he finished, Blake saw that Erian had dived at him like a dove and smashed a roughly shaped metallic dagger forcefully downwards, not giving him any time to react.

Blake hurried to raise his iron rod to block it.

"BANG!"

The metal rod bent backwards under Erian's attack but ultimately didn't break.

Blake's staggered seven steps backwards, his legs leaving deep imprints on the ground. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

'This brat has grown even stronger!?'

Astonished Blake wasn't able to recover when the rather large sharp horn slashed through the air. Shocked, he raised his rod to defend.

"BANG!"

An heavy force slammed into Blake and this time, he was sent flying like a broken doll, blood spilling out from his mouth. The rod bounced and rolled on the ground. Blake's arms were already broken!

"Ah! Spare me!!"

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